I was just looking through some old videos as I was cleaning up digitally and came across this gem of Mason and Grandpa playing some form of baseball that I am quite sure was concocted by Mason from this past summer. It really made me realize how much I miss baseball and can’t wait until pitchers and catchers report in less than two months. It also made me realize how fortunate I am to have a son that loves the game as much as I do to help me live vicariously through him over the next several years and fully expect Cutler to carry on just the same.
Team Fricke 
Dad always told us we couldn’t play ball in the house. He must be mellowing in his old age. Remember your golf ball?!
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My house, Melanie’s rules. I do remember the golf ball, I just can’t remember if it was you or me that shot it.
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